Across the Street from You

It's another day of staring at a blank page

It's another day of no happiness, sadness, or rage

It's another day within this beautiful cage

Whatever I write, I want to speak

But it's another day of feeling meek

And if you focus, you can hear my heart creak

Just before it breaks with a heartbeat

Watching them treat me like a lump of meat

You sympathize from the house across the street

But like every day,

You turn away,

As I try and fail to keep the tears at bay

When they come back to kick me around

I keep on making pleading sounds

As they remind me, again and again,

That forever to this cage, I am bound.